Detective Void Novels & Stories

But that was all it could ever be - a wish. My name is Void. It isn't some foreign name with a sweet meaning. It's the void you know - the word meaning empty. I'm called that because I'm void of emotions, void of fun, void of trust, void of empathy. Show me kindness, and I'll think you tryna mock me. But give me a gun, knives, or any sweet object with the ability to draw blood, and I'll show you just how amazing life can be.

"I’ve been watching. Waiting for the right moment. Now that Melissa has been marked, time is running out. If you don’t act, The Void will consume everything." I was chilled by what he said, but Damon wasn't persuaded. "You expect us to trust you? For all we know, you’re working with The Void." "Damon," I whispered gently as I touched his arm. "Let me handle this." He moved reluctantly to the side, but he never took his eyes off Aelric. I narrowed my eyes and looked back at the rogue wolf. "If you know so much, prove it. Tell me something only someone who’s faced The Void would know."

"And there is a third gap." I looked at my notes. "I can see the shape of the gap," I said. "But I cannot name it yet because I do not know what should be there. There is a subject area the source consistently moves around. Connected to people rather than places or documents. A category of person that fifteen years of information about the Void Court's network has never once addressed." "A category of person," Kael said. "Yes," I said. "I need Eldric." I went to find Eldric.

Something that made my Void-touched senses scream warnings. "What is that?" I demanded, staring at the sensor readings that didn't make sense. Dr. Singh's face went white. "It's impossible. They couldn't have. They shouldn't have." "What is it?" Thelma pressed. "A Void Titan. A creature made from compressed nothingness. Concentrated entropy given form and purpose." Dr. Singh pulled up projections. "It erases everything it touches. Absolutely everything. No defense works. Not Existence Anchors. Not magic. Not Theo's intervention. Pure erasure incarnate."

It was a high-priority alert from the penthouse safehouse. ​I looked at the screen, and my heart stopped. ​The "Void" sensors I’d placed around Maya’s room—the ones that didn't rely on scent or sound, but on thermal displacement—were flagging a presence. ​Someone was in the room with her. Right now. ​And the thermal signature wasn't a wolf. It wasn't even human. ​"Julian," I whispered, my face turning ashen. "Maya." ​I didn't wait for him to ask. I showed him the screen. His eyes turned a violent, liquid gold, his Alpha aura exploding outward with enough force to crack the plaster on the walls.

I was starting to realize that the Architects hadn't just given us a home; they had given us a leash. ​"Where are you going?" Julian asked, grabbing his own jacket. ​"The subway," I said. "If Miller is carrying a piece of the Void, he’s a ticking time bomb. If it goes off in a crowd that size, the city won't be silent—it’ll be a crater." ​The subway station was a chaotic mess of noise and heat. ​I moved through the crowd, my senses dialled to a frequency I hadn't used since the manor. I wasn't looking for a man; I was looking for a leak. The Void had a specific smell—like ozone and rotting flowers.

I have never felt so drained in my entire life. I checked my phone for some messages and emails. Until I came across an email address that I didnt know. Which was weird cause I dont give out my email address to anyone other than close friends and family. From: @AcrosCM Greetings, Detective! Our next move strays further from Arcilla. A connection less painful to see. Someone you wouldnt expect or someone you would have some trouble trying to save. I hope you show your fake selflessness on this, Detective. Cause we both know what it's like to be stepped on and abused. For now you may rest ;)

He moves to his research shelf, pulling texts, checking cross-references, his hands moving fast now with the energy of sixty years of work suddenly having a shape to organize itself around. "The Void Dragon," he says, not turning around. "It's been in the Astra channel since before you were born. It knows more than it's shown you." "It said there's more. When I'm recovered enough to handle it." "How long?" "Didn't say." He pulls a text. Sets it down. Pulls another. "The second party that matched the bounty. I've had my three informants watching. The investigator filed his report two days ago." He turns around. His face is very controlled but his eyes aren't. "This morning, one of my informan

Red marks indicated Void activity across all five territories. "Twenty-three incidents in the past two weeks. Void Walkers appear at weak points in reality, tears forming and closing, entire patrols reporting lost time when hours passed, but they remember nothing." Selene's finger traced the pattern. "They're not random. They're systematically probing our defenses, looking for the weakest point." "And that point is?" James asked, though his tone suggested he already knew. "Nightshade," Dante confirmed. "Because Luna is here. She's what they want, so this is where they focus their efforts."

"Shut the fuck up, Halil!" Blinking in genuine shock, I stared at her. She never cursed. Ever. "Do not lie to my face," Emrys hissed, stepping directly into my personal space. "Sybil felt the deaths the second they happened. The Void is at the western wall. You saw the bodies. You know damn well no rogue did that." "Fine!" Kai yelled, throwing his wet hands up in the air. "It is a monster! We had forensics map it out. It is huge, it is fast, and silver bullets bounce right off it. Are you happy now?"